Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress - Chapter 852

c852 Nearly ten thousand academies, bathing together

The days passed day by day.

For five hundred years, no more accidents occurred.

During this period, Pavilion Master Chen also took his disciples out of the Tiandao Immortal Palace and visited various worlds.

By the way, it also monitors the progress of academies in various major worlds.

The development speed of academies is extremely fast. As the number of academies increases, the speed of opening branches increases exponentially.

In just five hundred years, the original two hundred academies have grown to nearly ten thousand academies today!

Not only does it cover the seventy-two major worlds, it can even cover almost every divine domain in any major world!

Nowadays, more than 80% of those who have the talent for cultivation have the opportunity to join the academy and enjoy the academy’s luck enhancement and cultivation resources.

The academy has become the holy land of cultivation for all the great worlds and all divine realms.

But in most academies, they only know that the owner of the academy is not the dean, but they have never seen the real person behind it, and they don’t even know the name.

To accomplish such earth-shattering feats, he was very low-key.

I only know that he has many honorific titles.

In every big world and every divine realm, the honorific titles are even different.

Saint Master, Imperial Master, Emperor, Great Sage…

There are various names.

At this time, the master of the academy, Pavilion Master Chen himself, had just returned to the Immortal Palace with his disciples.

In the familiar little pavilion, I enjoyed the meticulous service of my disciples.

“Master, you have too many names now.”

“On this trip alone, I heard at least thirty different names!”

“When will this Sword Immortal become as famous as Master in the world?”

Dongfang Han leaned on the pillar of the small pavilion, holding the Lingxiao Sword, and said with yearning on his face.

“Master is not like you, who only cares about these false names.”

“Those people still don’t know Master’s real name. Even the deans of most branches on the road couldn’t recognize Master at all.”

“Hehe…it’s interesting to say.”

“The old dean, in front of you, Master, praised you so much that he didn’t know that he was praising you, Master.”

Li Yourong was sitting on the steps of the pavilion, with two soft balls pressed on her legs just like cushions, which acted as cushioning and support. She held her little face in her hands and said with a squinted smile.

Everyone had a great time during this trip.

However, Zhu Wanqing and Yue Chan seemed to be a little unfinished.

Along the way, let three senior sisters, and even Aunt Lan and Sister Ling’er make suggestions.

Both of them were stunned but failed.

“Okay, I’m a little tired as a teacher, so I’ll take a nap first.”

“You guys go take a bath, and then you can start practicing.”

Pavilion Master Chen chuckled as he listened to the disciples complaining about their encounters along the way. After drinking the enlightenment tea for a while, he stood up and went to the wicker chair of enlightenment and lay down.

I was finally able to have a satisfying sleep.

Along the way, he was not idle.

These guys really wanted to get into his room every chance they got.

Even these two guys, Zhu Wanqing and Yue Chan, have never been honest.

But now, he still has important things in his heart that he has not finished yet, so he can only let the two of them wait.

After the disciples resigned and left, they all went to Lingchi Hall.

He then said silently in his mind: “Check the panel.”

[Host: Chen Daoxuan. 】

[Realm: Chaos Realm Hongmeng God (one round). 】

[Kung Fu: Chaos Heavenly Demon Technique, Chaos…]

[Physique: Innate Hongmeng Taoist body. 】

[Talent: Hongmeng. 】

[Hongmeng Point: 614,099.9 billion. 】

[Disciple: Leng Yanran (ninth level of semi-saint realm), Li Yourong (fifth level of semi-saint realm), Dongfang Han (third level of semi-saint realm), Zhu Wanqing (ninth level of divine monarch realm), Yuechan (eighth level of divine monarch realm) ). 】

“The Supreme Realm can be broken through at any time.”

“It’s just that we’re still nearly halfway to the next big realm.”

“But according to the current rate of progress of the academy, there are still two hundred years, which is enough.”

Looking at the massive amount of Hongmeng points accumulated now, Pavilion Master Chen is also quite satisfied.

Even the speed of obtaining Hongmeng Points was faster than he originally expected.

The strength of the disciples has also improved greatly in the past five hundred years.

The eldest disciple Leng Yanran is only one step away from becoming a saint. It must not take long for her to get over the bottleneck this time when she returns to the mountain.

“Bai Yujing has been very stable during this period.”

“That’s all.”

“When Hongmeng Point has accumulated enough, it’s time for me, the Pavilion Master, to go to Bai Yujing in person.”

He had no intention of waiting for Bai Yujing to come to his door. Instead, he had already planned everything.

This time he wanted to see how evil it could be.

And he still needs to confirm two of his own conjectures. If the conjectures are accurate, the odds of winning can be increased by another 20%.

“I don’t want to think about it anymore, it’s time to have a good sleep.”

Pavilion Master Chen suppressed his thoughts and finally fell asleep with satisfaction.

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【Lingchi Palace】

The huge spiritual pool, even though the five senior sisters Leng Yanran were in it, was still extremely spacious.

After soaking in the spiritual pool, Leng Yanran crossed her legs and began to practice.

As for Li Yourong and Dongfang Han, they were quarreling with each other.

“Gududu——”

“Gududu————”

Only Zhu Wanqing and Yue Chan remained silent.

Zhu Wanqing sank his head directly into the spiritual liquid, spitting out a series of bubbles and making noises from time to time.

“…”

“What are you doing?”

“Are you missing the days when you lived at the sea?”

Dongfang Han was attracted by the sound of spitting bubbles, and couldn’t help but move forward, reaching down with his hands to attack the opponent’s weak point!

The little seafood was so frightened that he emerged from the spiritual liquid and put his hands in front of him to protect himself.

She looked at the third senior sister with a blushing face, her lips pursed and she said nothing.

“oops!”

“Don’t think too much, didn’t Master tell you everything? Just wait.”

“Now that Master is developing the academy like this, something big must be happening.”

“We can’t help, at least we can’t hold Master back…”

Seeing Xiao Haihai’s pitiful appearance, Dongfang Han scratched his head and comforted him with a grin.

“Third Senior Sister, you secretly went to Master’s room yourself…”

Yuechan reminded in a faint voice from the side.

“…”

“This swordsman went to see his master for advice on swordsmanship.”

Dongfang Han was startled when he heard this, but he still raised his face and stubbornly denied it.

“Please tell me about swordsmanship. Why do you need to activate the isolation formation…”

Zhu Wanqing’s faint sound of finishing the knife sounded.

“Ahem…”

“You two…your wings are hard, right?”

“How about I, the Sword Immortal, take the place of Master first and educate you two!?”

Dongfang Han’s face turned hot, and he could only make a vicious expression, weakly threatening.

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The ending is difficult to write, and the update time cannot be fixed at eight o’clock every day. Please forgive me, dear friends.